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by Stephanie Vaughan
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: The king's reward for a year's hard work. A little something for himself -- that was all Tasim was supposed to be. When the king distributed his largess, Dorian thought only to gain a bedmate to help ease the boredom of long winter nights. But Tasim quickly became so much more, disturbing the delicate balance between an unstable monarch and his favorite. Dorian must now walk the razor's edge between his king's pleasure and his heart's desire.
eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Single Shot, 2010 www.torquerepress.com
eBookwise Release Date: January 2011
6 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [66 KB]
Reading time: 39-55 min.
Dorian rubbed at his forehead with the back of one gloved hand and sighed.
There'd been a time when he'd cared about things like unit discipline and doing things the military way. Now, though... now he cared only about getting the task done with the utmost haste. If complaining like an overburdened ox helped, well, he could overlook a bit of bellyaching.
Two hours later, when they were finally getting on the road headed south, toward home and hearth, Dorian was wishing he'd applied the boot to a select few backsides a bit earlier. What little light there was to start with was fair gone, and any hope of seeing their beds tonight was lost. Still, it was good to be on their way at last.
This first bit of the journey was relatively risk-free, with only a watch kept on the way they'd just come -- the forest allowing cover that the open road ahead did not.
Dorian wasn't losing any sleep worrying over it, though. He and his men had just spent two weeks establishing that their enemy was nowhere close about. He could afford to let his mind wander a bit, stray back to exactly what was waiting for him back home that drove him to push for a speedier trip back than the one out had been.
He closed his eyes, body swaying with the easy back and forth of his mount's gait, and recalled kissing a lush mouth. Soft lips clung to his, a sweet pink tongue coming out to lick daintily at the taste of him. Even now his fingers curled, as though to sink into a round, firm ass with skin as smooth as cream, overlaying lean muscle. The physical ache in his balls reminded him to the hour how long it had been since he'd crushed that slender body against his.
His beautiful boy.